The Wake of OK Company – A message to her members
This past year has been tough. The past two years have been tough. I think every patched member can agree that the once thunder that was OK Company has echoed against the canyon walls too long, becoming now merely a whisper. We have morphed into a team of very talented individuals and acquaintances whom meet once a year for an annual Supergame reunion. That once blood brotherhood has lost some of it’s meaning. We have been holding on to the past. The days of our yester year are just that. We have lived in the after glow now for two years and that light is certainly dimming as we live life and chase our responsibilities.
In that time few of us have stayed active, some of us have been absent, some of us have moved on from the sport and others to neighboring teams. We have left our own team, our brethren teams and the local scene, wondering; “Is this the wake of OK Company”? It’s not a stretch to think, right? I can see it in everyone’s eyes outside of OKC; “what is going to happen to these guys”? Are they going to disappear or merge into another team? I can read it plain as day on their faces.
I made the mistake of asking myself how we got to this dead end road? I know how. I saw it long ago, but I just wasn’t strong enough at the time to save a sinking ship. Life happened to too many of us, too fast. For us originals the glory of our Rome came quick. As a team that formed in 2008, we entered the scene at a time when scenario was a hot market and our stock was revered. We became a quick contender in the NW. Winning several scenario game victories, MVST awards, two winning SG generals, various SG awards, etc. We were focused on roots paintball. Local. Organizing like minded individuals for the betterment of humanity using paintball simply as the centerpiece. Somehow we got away from that. Spring rose to summer. Summer burned to fall. Fall died to winter. And with the downfall of senior member involvement, the new blood of OKC was left in the cold of winter with no coat, no direction, wondering what they had gotten into. Forced to listen to the stories of our glory days instead of creating their own, the weary grew tired and our patch stock plummeted.
As it sits now, we have lost a small handful of members to neighboring MGB, two started their own team, and a solid bunch to simply life’s responsibilities. But instead of laying down, we are going to stand up. We are going to redirect. We are going to rebuild. We are going to reinvent. Like Bill Pullman said in Independence Day, “We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight”! It is time for us learn how to be a team again. Get back to the roots of what makes our structure strong; friendships. Instead of this being an article of our funeral and following wake. This is an article dedicated to OK Company waking up.
It won’t happen over night, nor without pain. But we have been to where we are going before. The road map is there. Every one of you OKC members knows what you need to do. We just need to get in the seat and go. This isn’t a one man saves us all, this is when brothers pitch in. This when we are there for each other. This is when there is no more gas in the tank and you want to quit, but you somehow find the strength to finish strong. You have all fought fucking hard for that patch. Been through more than anyone can imagine. It means something. Dig in. Hold the line and when your brother is wavering, pick him up. We got this. Make our beloved OK Company proud.